[[for lottie :3 - let her be mad at him pleasee @girllock-writes]]
A beer slid across the table towards her—a peace offering of sorts... West Stanton ducked his head slightly to try and meet her gaze.
"You're upset with me, aren't you?"
Lottie had, truthfully, been hoping West had fucked off somewhere. She didn’t have time for this. The more she thought about it, the more she realized she didn’t have time for anything that had to do with West Stanton.
The beer sat on the table in front of her. A few beats of silence passed as she stared at the glass, her eyes then flicking upwards to meet his. Oh, how cute. The anger bubbled in her chest, ugly and fiery.
“Upset?” The ghost of a smile pulled at the corners of her lips. Despite herself, she laughed, shaking her head a bit.
Without thinking too much about it, she grabbed the glass. In one swift motion, she threw the contents of the glass directly into West’s face, watching the reaction with the smile turned into a snarl.
“You’d best get the fuck out of my face,” she sneered. Upset was an understatement, then.
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